CMWKSD -Chapter 287 Someone Is Asking About You

Emperor Fengyuan gave the child a very heavy gold necklace, and left behind a cart full of rewards.

When he went inside to see Jiu Yue, she was already fast asleep from exhaustion. Looking at Jiu Yue’s tiny palm-sized face, now pale and completely colorless, he felt both heartache and relief.

Then he placed a small wooden box beside her pillow. Inside, it was filled to the brim with silver notes. That little rascal, nothing pleased her more than silver notes.

Emperor Fengyuan could almost imagine Jiu Yue, hands on her hips, laughing heartily at the baby in the swaddling, and ending with a remark: “I really did well—this one is mine!”

Just imagining it brought a smile to his face.

Ji Yiqing now had another little one, and Jiu Yue’s worries would naturally grow, making her more careful about her own safety in the future. This was also Emperor Fengyuan’s truest hope when he learned Jiu Yue was pregnant: he wanted her to be safe and happy.

Ji Yiqing insisted on resting on the cot outside Jiu Yue’s room. Even after they married, they still slept separately. Jiu Yue’s breathing was steady; even though the confinement period could be boring, she obediently followed the rules without fussing.

Ji Yiqing quietly entered the room, tucked the blanket around her, and gazed at her with tender eyes. Sometimes he felt utterly conflicted: he wanted Jiu Yue to stay, yet also wished her genuine happiness.

Now, with a child, there was even more reason for her to stay, but Ji Yiqing feared she might not be fully happy.

He bent down and placed a kiss on Jiu Yue’s forehead— the most sincere kiss, wishing for her long-lasting joy. Then he quietly left.

Jiu Yue slowly opened her eyes, a smile playing on her lips: “Fool.”

…

Ji Yiqing combed through countless books, staying up countless nights with Ji Chaomian, and finally, by the time the child reached a full month, the formal name was chosen.

The nickname was picked by Jiu Yue. She feared the old tradition of giving children “humble names for easier survival,” so names like “Gouwa” or “Goudan” seemed far too lowly. Thus, the little one’s nickname became Liuliu, meaning “to remain” or “to stay.” Of course, if you’re from Sichuan or Chongqing, you could also call it Liuliu, same sound, understood by locals.

When Jiu Yue said the child’s nickname, Ji Yiqing’s eyes welled up with tears. He had always felt insecure inside. He had long noticed Jiu Yue’s uniqueness. Meeting her had already felt like he had spent his lifetime’s luck. He only wanted Jiu Yue to be happy and never dared hope for a lifelong togetherness.

Now, with that single character “Liu”, Jiu Yue was telling him: she was willing to stay.

At that moment, Ji Yiqing hugged Jiu Yue, crying uncontrollably. Since learning of the pregnancy, Ji Yiqing’s eyes seemed like a faucet—he would cry from time to time.

Jiu Yue understood; many pregnant women become emotional due to rapid hormonal changes. Even though Ji Yiqing was sharing the pregnancy experience with her, did he have to take on the hormones too? She could only sigh helplessly.

She held Ji Yiqing close, letting him cling to her and cry like a spoiled child.

While Ji Yiqing frantically searched for the perfect name, Ji Shan whispered timidly in the room—it was their Ji family’s eldest great-grandson, and the name ought to have been chosen by this old man. But Ji Shan dared not say it out loud; two whispers in his heart were enough. He had no right to speak.

Finally, on the day of the full-month banquet, Ji Yiqing confirmed the child’s formal name: Ji Jingxu. “Sanxing Xishu Jing, Wanqi Xu Tianxing.”

Jiu Yue teased Ji Jingxu. Since she had received the title Xuyu, she understood the significance a name carries: it was a genuine blessing and wish.

…

A year passed, and Ji Jingxu was already one year old—or, in ancient terms, two. Everyone had expected Jiu Yue to calm down after having a child, but who would have thought, Jiu Yue remained completely unaffected.

Moreover, Ji Jingxu seemed to have inherited all of Jiu Yue’s traits. Even at such a young age, his temper and disposition already showed signs of her character. Ji Yiqing and Ji Chaomian were at a loss. This was truly a little Jiu Yue!

They hired three wet nurses in total. When one wet nurse told Ji Jingxu to behave and eat properly, the little one, who had just begun calling out “Mama” unclearly, stubbornly refused the milk. He went hungry all day, without crying a single time.

Jiu Yue could only sigh. Although many ancient families would extend nursing periods if conditions allowed, Ji Jingxu was already one year old. So Jiu Yue decided to wean him. The weaning process went unbelievably smoothly.

Shao Qing entered the courtyard to find Ji Jingxu pouting his little bottom, poking with a small wooden sword. The teenage boy showed a surprisingly fatherly smile.

Then, seeing Jiu Yue, his expression became more serious: “Madam.”

Jiu Yue lazily responded with a hum: “Someone is asking about you.”